Page 110 of The Dance
“What did you expect?” He smirked with his body still pressed against mine.
“I don’t know. You took off for California, and you’re still here. Thought maybe you’d changed.”
“Like settling down and shit?”
“Or at least not cornering women in public restrooms,” I mocked.
“This time it’s not my fault.”
I snorted a laugh. “And why’s that?”
“You were dancing with your boyfriend tooursong.”
I blinked. “Our song?”
“The one we danced to at Ronnie’s wedding.”
“That was so long ago.” I remembered that night. I also remembered the night at his parents’ when it came on the radio as a “sign” and he made me come three times as I was blindfolded, but I didn’t want him to know I remembered. We weren’t together.
“Yeah, well, I remember declaring that was our song and singing the words to each other.”
“I’m sorry. What was I supposed to do? I’m with my boyfriend.”
“Yeah, you don’t have to keep telling me that.”
“Are you jealous?” I probed.
He wrinkled a brow. “I don’t get jealous.”
“Sounds like you are.”
“I can get fucking laid every night if I want, sweetheart. You fucking know that.”
“And there’s the cocky side.” I snorted.
“What? You want to see my cock?” He playfully unbuttoned his slacks.
“Stop.” I reached for his hand. “My boy—”
“Your boyfriend is here. So what?”
“So, I …” I hesitated for a moment, wanting to utter that I was in love with Eddie, but I stopped myself because I didn’t want to tell Blake when Eddie didn’t even know. Eddie and I needed to live day to day and see what was to come before I made any declarations of my feelings for him, and not tell another man, who had kidnapped and locked me in the women’s restroom. “I need to go.”
He followed me as I stepped to the side. “I want to catch up. Hear about the tour, and all that.”
“Then you’re going to have to come to Houston. We leave for Dallas in the morning.”
“Dallas?”
“That’s where Eddie lives.”
“All right. Next time I’m in H-Town, I’ll call you.”
“Are you planning on going back?”
He twirled a piece of my brown hair. “Don’t know. Have plans for here.”
“What kind of plans?”
